Qin Xin flipped open her mobile contacts; there were only two nas: Brother BH; Master Tuantuan.
Ah, one is the weird brother, and the other must be the Master Tuantuan that Xiangxiang ntioned?
In her mind, a kindly old grandfather hugging a rabbit and guiding Lan Qingxin in Health Care Boxing imdiately appeared.
Quite interesting.
With a bit of curiosity, she lazily asked, "What did Master Tuantuan send ?"
Xiangxiang: "The box is quite big, I didn’t dare to open it. It was delivered to your dorm room this morning."
Qin Xin nodded.
Suddenly, she really wanted to go back and see what gift it was.
The original owner of this body actually had soone far away silently caring for her, how fortunate.
Song Anjing happily munching on a chicken leg and drinking soup: "Xinxin, Xiangxiang, what are you talking about? You’re not even eating? What rabbit? Not enough chicken legs, do you want to eat rabbit legs? How can you eat rabbits, so cruel, boohoo..."
Qin Xin: "..."
Xiangxiang: "..."
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In stark contrast to the joyful atmosphere in the cafeteria.
Qin Wenrou curled up in her dormitory, her eyes red and bloodshot from crying.
In front of her lay a cold takeaway fried rice, barely touched.
She didn’t dare to eat in the cafeteria, fearing the pointing fingers and glances of her classmates.
Her grades were at the bottom, and she had even scored only 47 in one subject, lower than the ugly person she always despised. She really lost all her face.
This was her proudest achievent!
Are Qin Xin’s notes really that important? Could she really not outperform others just because she lacked a small part of the final review notes?
No, it must not be the rit of Qin Xin’s notes. It was because in this exam, the ugly person targeted her at every turn, disrupted her, deliberately disturbed her mind, causing her to slip up and underperform.
It’s all the ugly person’s fault.
Qin Wenrou stared at the fried rice in front of her, her hatred for Lan Qingxin growing stronger.
Suddenly she thought, right now, Lan Yingjun must be suffering just like her.
Isn’t Lan Yingjun the tutor Brother Jun hired for Lan Qingxin? She rembered Brother Jun saying that if Lan Qingxin failed her exams, then the funding would be withdrawn.
So now...
She and Brother Jun had a common ground again.
No, she had to seize this opportunity, grasp Brother Jun’s heart tightly.
What a blessing in disguise.
Qin Wenrou’s eyes lit up. She imdiately picked up the phone and called Lan Yingjun, her voice soft and coy: "Brother Jun..."
On the other end, Lan Yingjun seed to be drinking, and his tone was very unpleasant: "Don’t call if you have nothing important, annoying..."
But Qin Wenrou remained soft and gentle: "Brother Jun, I know you’re in a bad mood. It’s all that ugly person’s fault. You must not fall for her tricks..."
Sure enough, these words made Lan Yingjun feel comfortable: "Hmph, what does she think she is, just relying on her brother’s power? She’s nothing but an adopted daughter. Her brother calls the shots, and she cos running. Does she really think she’s sothing? After her brother gets married, her place in that household’s gone. How long does she think she can keep bouncing around...?"
For so reason, hearing about this complex relationship, Qin Wenrou felt a sense of familiarity for a mont.
Sothing about brother, sister, sister-in-law...
But she was eager to get closer to Lan Yingjun, so she didn’t think much of it and followed his lead: "Exactly, that ugly person is only capable of that, relying on her brother to cause you trouble. But, Brother Jun, we don’t have to worry, soon it will be the New Year dance party, won’t it? I’ll be the final act, you must co and watch..."
Lan Yingjun at this mont had no interest in attending any New Year dance party.
He declined irritably, "I don’t have ti to go..."
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